Warm amber held to candlelight. Saffron and a thread of jasmine open the bottle; soft, almost caramelised, with the faintest resinous hum. At the heart: amberwood and ambergris, a golden glow, grounded by cedar and fir resin. The whole composition reads like sunlight caught in dark wood.
Wears close on the skin in the first half-hour, then opens into a long warm trail. It projects across a room and lingers all evening. The dry-down is the part you live with; and it lasts.
Halo is the bottle that puts a small amount of gold in the air behind you wherever you go.
Dinner at dusk, cold nights, candle-lit rooms, the long velvet-cape weekends of late autumn. Wear it when you want to be noticed but not announced.














